One of those bands that never had the success they deserved, as just labelled alternative? Indie? maybe gothic? But songs like this, show just what great pop they wrote... yet sadly this only reach No.21 in the UK!
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sábado, 12 de abril de 2025
Echo & The Bunnymen - Bring On The Dancing Horses (Extended Messiah's PupMix)
terça-feira, 23 de maio de 2023
Música do BioTerra: Ian McCulloch - Faith & Healing
Someone talked and someone heard
The twisted end to all the words
That I'd hung on to
One more time inside the dream
Where nothing has to be this real
And I don't ever care to feel
What I don't want to
You once said I thought too much
But never thought enough to touch
Eyes so sad, evergreen
The saddest eyes I've ever seen
Lost all reason and belonging
Can't do right for doing wrong and
I don't like the way I'm feeling
Need your faith healing
Healing, healing, healing
Faith and healing
Pick me up and hold me there
Leave me hanging in the air
Till I promise I will care
The way I used to
Diamonds in the pool tonight
Reminds me of what nights were like
Before I feel into a life
That I got used to
The shining sea the silver sky
A perfect world before my eyes
Don't be scared don't you cry
If all the world goes passing by
You once said I thought too much
But never thought enough to touch
sexta-feira, 9 de dezembro de 2022
Música do BioTerra: Echo & The Bunnymen - All My Colours
Quando éramos MESMO livres, sem apropriação cultural, putinismos, nem wokismos, nem alt-right, nem bolsomínios, nem islamismos, nem Q-Anon, nem anti-semitismos, nem catolicismos, colonialismo (wtf?)...raios...fartinho disto. Não podemos expressar nada que vem logo alguém com um ismo atrás... Pete de Freitas, grande baterista. Saudades dos anos 80. All my colours.
And you know I'm not coming down
You're trying
But you know you must soon go down
All my colours
Turn to clouds
All my colours
Turn to cloud
Zimbo zimbo zimbo zimbo zimbo
What d'you say
When your heart's in pieces
How to play
Those cards in sequence
That box you gave me
Burned nicely
Zimbo zimbo zimbo zimbo zimbo
Flying down
Hey I'm flowing away
That box you gave me
Burned nicely
Hey I've flown away
Hey I've flown away
All my colours
Labels:
Amor,
Depressão,
Direitos da Natureza,
Direitos Humanos,
Ecologia Política,
Ética Ambiental,
Filosofia,
Ian McCulloch,
Indie Rock,
Minha Reflexão,
Música,
Poesia,
Psicologia
terça-feira, 24 de junho de 2014
Echo & The Bunnymen - Bring on The Dancing Horses
Labels:
Amor,
Cavalos,
Etnozoologia,
Gótico,
Ian McCulloch,
Indie Rock,
Jangle Rock,
Minha Análise,
Música,
Neo-Psychedelia,
Reino Unido,
Rock Psicadélico
sábado, 2 de novembro de 2013
Never Stop!
30 years!!
Good God, you said
Is that the only thing you care about
Splitting up the money
And share it out
The cake's being eaten
Straight through the mouth
Poison
Poised to come back in
Season
For all the ones who lack
Reason
Is that the only thing you care about
Splitting up the money
And share it out
The cake's being eaten
Straight through the mouth
Poison
Poised to come back in
Season
For all the ones who lack
Reason
sábado, 26 de outubro de 2013
Música do BioTerra: Echo And The BunnyMen - Drivetime
Echo and the Bunnymen's dark, swirling fusion of gloomy post-punk and Doors-inspired psychedelia brought the group a handful of British hits in the early '80s, while attracting a cult following in the United States. The Bunnymen grew out of the Crucial Three, a late-'70s trio featuring vocalist Ian McCulloch, Pete Wylie, and Julian Cope. Cope and Wylie left the group by the end of 1977, forming the Teardrop Explodes and Wah!, respectively. McCulloch met guitarist Will Sergeant in the summer of 1978 and the pair began recording demos with a drum machine that the duo called "Echo." Adding bassist Les Pattinson, the band made its live debut at the Liverpool club Eric's at the end of 1978, calling itself Echo & the Bunnymen.
sábado, 19 de outubro de 2013
Lua linda de morrer
Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you'll take me
Up in your arms
Too late to beg you or cancel it
Though I know it must be the killing time
Unwillingly mine
domingo, 12 de dezembro de 2010
Música do BioTerra: Echo & the Bunnymen - Everything Kills You
Always too late
You put the future behind you
Then when it's gone
Always too soon
You put the past in front of you, in front of you
Everything takes you
Everything aches you
Everything breaks you
Everything spills you
Everything ills you
Everything kills you
And when the world
Is never enough
Nothing at all is too much for you
And when what's real
Is always too tough
Nothing at all can touch you, touch you
Everything takes you
Everything fakes you
Everything breaks you
Everything will's you
Everything chill's you
Everything kill's you
And when your heart's in pieces
And when your heart's in pieces
It's when the world's in pieces now
the world's in pieces now
the world's in pieces now
And when it comes
Always too late
You've got the future behind you
Then when it's gone
Always too soon
You've put the past in front of you, in front of you
Everything takes you
Everything aches you
Everything breaks you
Everything spills you
Everything ills you
Everything kills you
Everything takes you
Everything makes you
Everything fakes you
Everything will's you
Everything chill's you
Everything kills you
Melhor som aqui
A canção "Everything Kills You", lançada pelos Echo & the Bunnymen no seu álbum Siberia (2005), é um exemplar marcante do post-punk e do rock alternativo daquela década. Musicalmente, a faixa destaca-se pela sua atmosfera densa e melancólica, onde as guitarras carregadas de reverb se fundem com sintetizadores discretos para criar um ambiente tipicamente sombrio, mas polido. A interpretação vocal de Ian McCulloch reforça este dramatismo, oscilando entre uma entrega introspectiva e uma urgência quase fatalista.
Ao nível do significado, a letra explora temas de pessimismo existencial e a inevitabilidade da passagem do tempo. O título funciona como um lembrete constante de que a vida, nas suas várias facetas, é um processo de desgaste contínuo onde "tudo nos acaba por matar". McCulloch aborda a desilusão de ver o futuro tornar-se passado num ápice, sugerindo que a mortalidade não é apenas um evento final, mas algo que nos consome lentamente através das experiências e do tempo que não perdoa. É, em última análise, uma reflexão crua sobre a fragilidade humana e a natureza cíclica do arrependimento.
terça-feira, 24 de outubro de 2006
Mais de 50000 visitas!!! Abraços e beijos doces
Por acaso fui ver o número de visitas e fiquei encantado: o BioTerra ultrapassou os 50.000 visitantes.OBRIGADO.
A todos os meus leitores estou profundamente agradecido.
Em retribuição de tanto carinho ofereço-vos um video muito bonito (um tema bem romântico) de uma banda que eu gosto imenso, Echo & the Bunnymen e ainda canto-vos um poema meu, escrito esta semana!!!
Abraços e beijos doces
Queria um dia
ser azul despido
o vento
uma folha,
uma paisagem
uma romã,
um lobo ibérico
um leão na savana
uma castanha redonda nos lábios
uma ave do paraíso
queria esse dia
e sem mágoa
me sentir
apenas um irmão
entre a Vida
Labels:
Autobiografia,
Blogosfera,
Gótico,
Ian McCulloch,
Indie Pop,
Indie Rock,
Jangle Rock,
Meus Poemas,
Música,
Neo-Psychedelia,
Post-Punk,
Reino Unido
terça-feira, 16 de novembro de 2004
Dia Mundial do Mar
Paint the whole world blue
And stop your tears from stinging
Hear the cavemen singing
Good news they're bringing
Seven seas
Swimming them so well
Glad to see my face among them
Kissing the tortoise shell
A longing for some fresher feeling
Belonging or just forever kneeling
Where is the sense in stealing
Without the grace to be it
Burning my bridges and smashing my mirrors
Turning to see if you're cowardly
Burning the witches with mother religious
You'll strike the matches and shower me in water games
Washing the rocks below
Taught and tamed in time with tear flow
Labels:
Autobiografia,
Biofilia,
Dia Mundial,
Ian McCulloch,
Minha Reflexão,
Música,
Oceanos,
ONGA,
Podcast,
Poesia,
Post-Punk,
Rádio,
Reino Unido,
Répteis,
Tartarugas
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